An extraordinary week. First, my friend fell off her two storey roof and walked out of hospital four days later. One word is fitting: miraculous. She broke her chin and a rib, and cracked another rib. One of her nurses commented to me, “In seventeen years working on this ward, this is a first. The… Read more

I seem to have an unfortunate theme running. Unfortunately, I changed the blog name from Harold, Tia & Me, to Harold & Me. A wrenching decision, yet, it’s time. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, I explain in my last post. Unfortunately, the dog I hoped to adopt didn’t get along with Harold.… Read more

Packing Storage B&B living Un-storage Un-packing Reno’s begin, and go on, and on, and on, ad nauseam. That sums up the past nine months! What a move it was. Tia hated the move. Well, she hated all change. This move however, tipped her over the edge as all my belongings went into storage while I… Read more

Tomorrow morning. On the dot of 9:30 a.m. I will pick up the keys to my house from the realtor’s office. My excitement burbles inside me and escapes as a smile and childish giggle. I look forward to posting before and after pictures. Maybe a short video? Today, the skies are clear. Nary a puff… Read more

In November we’re moving. Harold, Tia, and me, that is. At the moment it’s controlled mayhem around here. Tia doesn’t like it at all. She makes a nest in the middle of my bed and hunkers down while I pack boxes. We’re moving onto .60 acre. Fenced. Tia’s going to love it. The house is… Read more

What a beautiful morning walk. Read more